You may call it autumn. I call it fall. Whatever you call those wonderful three months following the summer, let’s just agree that it is the most fantastic time of the year. After more than three months of hot Texas days, fall is a lovely and very welcome sight. Unlike most people who suffer from seasonal depression in the wintertime, I am on the opposite end and suffer during the summer. The extreme heat and long days are difficult for me. I try to plan fun activities and trips for our family to make it more bearable. Now that my oldest is in school, I appreciate summers a bit more. I do enjoy sleeping in and not having to pack lunches or do homework. Still, summer is my least favorite season.
Fall is beautiful, even in south Texas. The leaves change color a bit before they fall from trees, and the temperature begins to drop slightly. In the last couple of weeks, I’ve felt it. The changes send a wave of joy and anticipation through me: should I wear a scarf today? It’s only 78 degrees!
Fall makes me giddy. I’ve decorated my house with browns, oranges, and golden yellows. I even went all out and bought a few fall scented candles to light after dinner. (Even though its still in the 90s here)
This new season is a gift. I’m grateful summer is coming to an end. God makes all things new, and that includes new mercies for me during my favorite season.
Thank you, Lord, for fall. This girl is much happier. Happy fall, y’all!